Silvertip Mountain This fox is ours.

Niita's felt a prickling sensation along her spine, as if her hackles would rise but she forced them down. This was the pack, they were here to help and Steady wouldn't let them hurt Addie. 

The pale waif lay Adeline down gently, hoping to jostle her as little as possible now that it seemed the whole pack was here. 

Think. You used alder bark on Chaska during the famine. But that's for infection, isn't it? Not for bite wounds... 

Everyone seemed to be offering ideas. Whether to clean the wound with water, apply pressure, or use cobwebs or petals. Chaska took off for the cobwebs, Niita vaguely noticed. 

Cobwebs would stop the bleeding I think but that wouldn't stop it from festering, right? Oh fuck it, it's not like it can get worse. Without further mental preamble, Niita leant over Addie and began to lick the wound clean.